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# This represents the author's own work and interpretation of the #
# song. To be used only for private study, scholarship, or research. #
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Artist: Anathallo
Album: Floating World
Song: Cuckoo Spitting Blood
[http://www.indieguitartabs.com/bands/anathallo/13_cuckoo_spitting_blood.html]
Tabbed by: Nick Boudreau (kakeeman@gmail.com)
All of the verses and choruses are the same;
just repeat these parts as needed.
The only exception is at the very end, but I have that tabbed out as well.
I'm almost certain that this is correct,
but if anyone has any corrections please email me!
Otherwise, enjoy; it's a beautiful song.
Verse:
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|---7---9---7---7-|---7---9---7---7-|---7---9---7---7-|---7---9---7---7-|
G|-----7---7---7---|-----7---7---7---|-----7---7---7---|-----7---7---7---|
D|-9---------------|-9---------------|-7---------------|-7---------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|---6---9---6---7-|---9---7---6---6-|---6---9---6---7-|---9---7---6---6-|
G|-----6---6---6---|-6---6---6---6---|-----6---6---6---|-6---6---6---6---|
D|-6---------------|-----------------|-6---------------|-----------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
Chorus:
e|-------7---------|------7----------|-----------------------|-----------------------|
B|-----------------|-----------------|---------10----9-------|-----------------------|
G|---9-------9---9-|---9-------9---9-|---11---------------11-|----9----9------9------|
D|-----9---9---9---|-----9---9---9---|------11----11---11----|-11---11---9h11---11-9-|
A|-7---------------|-7---------------|-9---------------------|-----------------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|
e|------------------|------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-------10p9-------|-------10p9-------|-------7---------|-------7---------|
G|---9--------9---9-|---9--------9---9-|---9-------9---9-|---9-------9---9-|
D|-7---7--------7---|-7---7--------7---|-----9---9---9---|-----9---9---9---|
A|------------------|------------------|-7---------------|-7---------------|
E|------------------|------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
e|-------7----------|-----------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|
B|---------------10-|-------9---------|---------10----9-------|-----------------------|
G|---9-------9------|---9-------9---9-|---11---------------11-|----9----9------9------|
D|-----9---9---9----|-9---9---9---9---|------11----11---11----|-11---11---9h11---11-9-|
A|-7----------------|-----------------|-9---------------------|-----------------------|
E|------------------|-----------------|-----------------------|-----------------------|
e|------------------|------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|-------10p9-------|-------10p9-------|-------7---------|-----------------|
G|---9--------9---9-|---9--------9---9-|---9-------9---9-|-----------------|
D|-7---7--------7---|-7---7--------7---|-----9---9---9---|-----------------|
A|------------------|------------------|-7---------------|-7---------------|
E|------------------|------------------|-----------------|-----------------|
Ending (I sink and sink):
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|---6---9---6---6-|---6---9---6---6-|-----------------|
G|-----6---6---6---|-----6---6---6---|-----------------|
D|-6---------------|-6---------------|-6---------------|
A|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
Oh, night set on when I fell down
In the corner of the field
Cuckoo, I too sang,
Spit the blood of welling thoughts
Waking with a hundred grains
Salt stains ringing Ôround my legs
I could not face you
Since I donÕt know my father,
I wonÕt be a son
In morning when words rise up
Like the echo of a stone axe,
Some demon in me wants to rise up
And walk away
When I am alone in the day
At night when I am going without clothes
I see your knee where I would sit,
The purple chair,
Golden trim hedged Ôround
I hid myself underneath my father
With the robes of a son
In morning when words rose up
Like the echo of a stone axe
Some demon in me crawled out
And ran away
I remember when I took the gifts
Asking you for everything,
Throw your name in the well
I sink, and sink
Sink